Really knackered after yesterdays marathon drinking session in Melby, Denmark. Paul and Rickie’s 70s wedding proved to be a really good party, everyone had a really good time and of course, got staggeringly pissed.
The flight with Easy Jet was an absolute nightmare, I’m starting to wonder whether the genuinely horrible ordeal of their flights is actually worth the cheap price. Next time I’ll be paying twice as much to fly abroad, maybe then I’ll avoid the stag parties and utterly horrendous queues. I like organization and efficiency or chaos and anarchy, anything in between is a recipe for disaster. As such find the stress of budget airlines almost to much to bear. You read about air rage in the papers all the time, that could quite easily be me.
Anyway, less about my temper and more about Paul and Rickie’s wedding when I get back.